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This story is a sub-10 chapter fic centred around Inquisitor Anya Adaar's parents. How a Dalish mage and an Antivan noble together raised an abandoned Qunari who eventually became the Inquisitor. How fate and chance brought the most unlikely of families together.

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The Qun states that by embracing your purpose, your role, you will find peace. For Eluned Treherne, her purpose is drowning in blood and pain. All alone in a strange land, with power at her fingertips that she is wholly unprepared for, she struggles under the yoke placed upon her in her quest to survive. Do you embrace your purpose and find peace, or do you fight?

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Slow burn novelization of the day to day of A Modern girl in Thedas.

Bri is a fighter and a damn good one. She is determined, knows how to save Thedas, and will. She is even more steadfastly determined to save to the ex-Templar of nerdy fangirl fantasies, even if he may oppose her efforts... But, still bound and crippled by the mental chains of over a decade of physical and emotional abuse, will she ever be strong enough to truly save herself?

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When Solas awakes to a world much changed from the one he knew, he struggles to regain composure of himself. In his grief he decides upon what must be done. When his plans are set into motion, however, he is met unexpectedly by a human woman. A woman who claims to know him. He sees his plans unravel before him as she appears to have the gift of foresight.

The first part of this story is told only from Solas POV, but will change later on.

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| There, in the heart of them, sang a Lady radiant| And clad in armour of bright steel.~ Canticle of Shartan 9:23-9:24, Dissonant Verse

Ollie doesn't know why she ended up in Thedas, but she wants it to be a better world when she leaves, one way or another. She just has to figure out how to work around Solas and the Inquisition itself.

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Lynn, an aspiring author, is burdened with visions of the future in a world she thought existed solely as a collection of games. Disenchanted with a world of magic that seems to have an apocalypse every other day, she grudgingly answers the call to adventure.

Marin, a pessimistic future psychologist, finds herself in a world she knew better than her own, confronted with the moral struggles first hand. Burdened with severe clinical depression and developing distrust, Marin approaches Thedas with a sense of obligation pushing her to help. With her knowledge of this world's branching fates, she sets off to find the future Inquisitor.

Aster puts her willingness to help and work hard to good. Believing this world is just a game, she takes charge of Thedas' future with a smile, believing wholly in plot immunity. With the support of her long time friends Lynn and Marin, Thedas can survive an Inquisitor who doesn't understand the stakes. Hopefully.

Together, these three women find their place in their new reality, and set their sights on the impossible: traversing the Fade back to the modern world they knew. But, honestly, would you want to go back?

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Sierra is a modern-day business consultant who has changed the history of Thedas. Cailan survived, the Blight is over, but will there be a cost to the changes she has wrought? What about the future, still-unknown? Spoilers: DA:O, Awakenings, the Calling, Stolen Throne. Will continue into DA2 and DA:I timelines (significantly AU!). Currently in Awakenings.

Thanks to Kira Tamarion and Melysande for editing help. I don't own Dragon Age, I just play here.

Summary

Scarlett is a full-time Grad student in Chicago, trying to keep her head down and graduate before impending adulthood responsibilities knock on her door. That is, until she's sucked into her television into the world of Dragon Age. Now, she's plagued with visions of the future, unstable Fade magic, and an ancient Elvhen god trying to kill her before she lets out his secret. And here, she thought grad school was hard!

Summary

Crystal considered herself an overweight old maid, and a shut in for she rarely left her apartment. However she loved to read and play fantasy games on her PS4, she always played as an elven female though the classes or jobs varied. Her books and her games were her escape from reality. A reality that had made her uncomfortable around men and people in general. Could a strange green light give her the kind of life she had always dreamed of? Let us find out together!

Author’s Note: After recently receiving a new comment on the original Lost in Tolkien’s Middle Earth??? I reread what I had written and decided to rework the story. I plan to leave the Original Story up for people to read, however I hope that you all enjoy this Remastered version!

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A modern-day historian tries to survive Thedas by wit, chance, and the skin of her teeth at the questionable edges of the Inquisition.

Margo Duvalle likes her quiet academic life just fine. Her research on the history of botany is going well - until she finds an odd manuscript in the local special collections library. What starts as a promising source for a new article leads to a series of unfortunate events that hurl Margo into an unfamiliar world - and into a stranger's body. But a PhD in history doesn't prepare you for surviving in a world on the edge of collapse, especially when the organization that seeks to fix things is itself a sordid mess. As she tries to unravel the mysteries lurking behind young Evelyn Trevelyan's apparent incompetence, Margo is led into a tangled web that weaves multiple worlds together — and what waits in the shadows might be much bigger than whatever strife plagues Thedas.

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In December 2018 I posted a brief part of my Dragon Age fanfiction for #dragone4geday in the hopes that I would put up the rest (from the beginning) in 2019. It's about an original character, Leah, who is stuck in Thedas and has to make her own way. I've been working on this for years and there is a lot more to come. If you can get past the trope, I promise that there is much more worth reading. Leah surprised me quite a bit once I got into the thick of it.

In no particular order (AKA play it on shuffle) Spotify playlist: https://goo.gl/EuAy5s

I was originally inspired by many hours of playing DAI multiplayer and wondering about the stories behind the soldiers fighting for the Inquisition. Then it expanded to the Kirkwall guard, and the forces throughout Ferelden during the Blight. Who are these people and what brought them to where they are? What nightmares have they experienced? What joys and love and friendships? Hence the story of Leah.

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So when life hands you lemons, you make a sandcastle out of poop... a poopcastle. And you sculpt a big one, with turrets and drawbridges, the whole nineteen thousand yards, until you can't even see the sky anymore. Because Life, Fate, the Maker, or whatever I should call the motivating factor behind this trainwreck of my story is a sadistic SOB. If I ever get the opportunity to meet whomever is pulling the twisted strings, I will absolutely shove a handful of my special castle-sand right in their face.

How you like THOSE lemons, huh?!?

I sound a little angry don't I? A bit prickly pear with the threats and all? Maybe you're just thinking I'm unhinged.

Trust me, you would be too if all this was happening to you... What, you don't believe me? You're still unsure? If more convincing is what you need, then read on...

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“’Give me a hero, and I’ll write you a tragedy’,” I exhaled, picturing the Inquisitor with only one arm. My voice sounded hollow, even to my own ears.

Solas’s eyebrow raised, but he did not immediately reply. His sight joined mine, staring at the empty place where the Herald of Andraste and Cullen had previously stood.

“You think this story will have a poor end?” He asked, after a second of contemplative silence.

I know it, I thought.

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There was no hiding from it, no denying it; no rationalising or trivialising. This was a land I thought I knew so well, alive and breathing before my very eyes. This was the land of so many legends, so many myths and mysteries; the history of its earth embedded in the soil below my very feet, the blood, bones and tears of thousands I had never thought actually existed until now.

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[My own interpretation of the 'Modern Girl in Thedas' trope, with the woman in question having full memory of the events of Dragon Age: Origins, 2 and Inquisition. She is NOT the Inquisitor. Striving for a realistic approach.]

Summary

Catarina Lewis' life was never easy, but she was fighting to make her dreams come true. When she finally faced the truth-- that life was simply not going as she expected, she was forced to make some big decisions. Instead, she decided to simply coast on indecision, until the day she found herself in Thedas. Now she is making choices by the seat of her pants, being swept into adventure after crazy adventure with friends who make life and death into a daily game, She may have wanted a do-over, but this was NOT what she had in mind. Her knowledge of Thedas may come in handy, but if she wants to avoid becoming some sort of oracle, she'll need to have a pretty convincing act, or simply tell the truth. Neither option sounds good.

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"There are two kinds of pride, both good and bad. 'Good Pride' represents our dignity and self-respect. 'Bad Pride' is the deadly sin of superiority that reeks of conceit and arrogance." -John C. Maxwell

Thirty-two-year-old artist, Breeyanna Grant finds herself thrust into a game she barely remembers, except for one thing - Solas is Fen'Harel, and he is a liar.

Stuck in this strange world by an ancient, she must now find a way to live through Thedas' 'boot camp' and save everyone from the Dread Wolf.

Credits for where I find the elven language.

Project Elvhen: An Elvhen Lexicon - FenxShiralProject Elvhen: Expanding the Elvhen Language - FenxShiralProject Elvhen: Book of Names - FenxShiralElvhen translations are from Elven DAI Translator at lingojam.com/ElvenDAI andElven DAI spreadsheets at docs.google.com/spreadsheetsBioware for all cannon dialog, characters, and the general world we all know and love called Thedas.